The rain installed
It’s own kind of pretty
On a day otherwise
Oh so grey and dreary
It’s own kind of pretty
On a day otherwise
Oh so grey and dreary
Category: Words
Mental Sunglasses
I put on my mental sunglasses
Close my eyes
Quiet my mind
To see deeply into the light
Try to understand the nature of its source
Beneath the brilliance of illumination
Close my eyes
Quiet my mind
To see deeply into the light
Try to understand the nature of its source
Beneath the brilliance of illumination
Slate Blue Sea to Sky
The Sea to Sky
Seems no less grand
Or mighty
When the sky
Hangs low
And the clouds
Engulf the mountains
Seems no less grand
Or mighty
When the sky
Hangs low
And the clouds
Engulf the mountains
And here am I
In my little boat
Hauling logs across
The slate blue sea
Of a world
I hold in awe
Windows ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #64
Sometimes
All a window allows
Is the light of some unknown source
To illuminate a deep
Unsettling darkness
All a window allows
Is the light of some unknown source
To illuminate a deep
Unsettling darkness
Often
That is enough
To learn the nature of darkness
So I may seek the source
Beyond the world I know
Reign of Tears
The tears of the nation
Fell like rain
Until the lakes became seas
And the rivers poison
Until salt rime
Clogged every creek
Fell like rain
Until the lakes became seas
And the rivers poison
Until salt rime
Clogged every creek
So long as the people cried
They lived in their fears
They lived with their losses
Bemoaning the fate
Which had befallen them
Paralyzed with grief
Roots
The oldest story
As old as life
Seeking water
Seeking purchase
As old as life
Seeking water
Seeking purchase
I set down roots
On which to stand
There hold on dear
Draw in the land
Pacific Spirit
I marvel
At all the many worlds I see
From just one place
In time and space
At all the many worlds I see
From just one place
In time and space
Moments within moments
Scenes within scenes
Lives in the midst of living
If only I take
The time to look
Transitions
The last of fall’s vibrance
Lingering
The trail from the beach
Transitioning
Lingering
The trail from the beach
Transitioning
From bathers and sun-seekers
The summer of crowds
To seekers of solitude
Contemplative connection
With Earth and sea
And self
Vines, Lattice & Light
All life
Follows
The light
Follows
The light
Autumn Moon
In the chill night air of autumn
I lay down on a rainbow
Of dewy grass and withered leaves
To watch the super moon rise
Between shedding branches
I lay down on a rainbow
Of dewy grass and withered leaves
To watch the super moon rise
Between shedding branches
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